Not alone

Not alone

 

 

Like block shaped wheels our lives stumble at the chapters we write

Corners seem dark and teeming with doubt,

alleyways call in echoes of our name,

as if tempting us to crawl when we cannot walk

 

“Fear begins the parade at our fragile hearts”

 

Shades are drawn and slotted with eyes watching,

voices ring the halls of the buildings looming large,

rumors of pointed fingers find our ears in colander fashion,

dripping fear at our feet

 

“Waves conduct sound, crashing vividly as we hear”

 

We cry,

hoping these tears will somehow wash the pain,

fill the gutters and move out to sea,

casting waves upon unsuspecting shores

 

“Wishes…more waste than want…at least of these eyes”

 

When of the shadows a touch,

softly at first, then strong upon our shoulders fall…

comfort leaps to our hearts in sing song praise,

wishes become goals and finish line adventures

 

“What is this light, soft yet sure, found within”

 

We are not alone, darkness hints at light

and butterflies fill our air with prism’d colors and soft breezes

collecting on our damp cheeks and drying the aftermath

of our understanding of reality

 

“Dreams of these nightmares fade into happiness”

 

We find footprints in the dirt…two which are not our own,

closely, yet affectionately following our way and bringing direction

to our dreams, yet the nightmares still flourish

but we do not feel so alone

 

“Fences built may keep us in yet… may keep us out”

 

For this hand, from a distance,

climbing mountains and fording rivers

leads our hearts to the safety of love just beyond the bricked wall,

the ivy covered monolith, the chain link disaster

which once stood locked

 

“Finding that a breath may exhale peace…again”

 

Now stands open of the arbor of hibiscus

blooms and teapot pourings fore our eyes…open and hopeful of the coming truth

once lost beyond our dreams…and we breathe

for it feels right to breathe while standing in the darkness…not alone

 

 

 

Reviews

[Rita L. Sev]

wishes become goals and finish line adventures... - I like the wording here.

We are not alone, darkness hints at light... - So often we are surrounded by darkness and can conceive of nothing else. I love the hope portrayed in this piece, the certainty that the Light is there... and we are not alone.

Very nicely done, Jack!

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Rita for always making me smile

[SyberRose]

We cry,

hoping these tears will somehow wash the pain,

fill the gutters and move out to sea,

casting waves upon unsuspecting shores

TEARS DO HEAL ALONG WITH TIME.



I enjoyed your free verse form Jack and also the italic lines...nicely penned as always...Rose:)

[Jack...]

Thank you so much sweet Rose.

[Dhaye]

"We are not alone, darkness hints at light
and butterflies fill our air with prism’d colors and soft breezes
collecting on our damp cheeks and drying the aftermath
of our understanding of reality"

Yes, we are not alone, Jack. You're right. All nightmares will turn into a joyful reality.
I am enlightened by this piece. Thank you so much, my friend.

[Jack...]

Thank you Dhaye, your smile means a lot to me.

[Sami Khalil]

“Dreams of these nightmares fade into happiness”



We find footprints in the dirt…two which are not our own,

closely, yet affectionately following our way and bringing direction

to our dreams, yet the nightmares still flourish

but we do not feel so alone



“Fences built may keep us in yet… may keep us out”

Beautifully worded as always and splendid in imagery and emotions...Bravo...:)

[Jack...]

Thank you Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)